The Vampire Diaries: Dark Reunion Chapter Nine

â€Å"†¦ And in this way, women and men of their word, I give you the class of '92!† Bonnie tossed her top into the air alongside every other person. We made it, she thought. Whatever happens today, Matt and Meredith and I made it to graduation. There had been times this last school year when she had truly questioned they would. Thinking about Sue's demise, Bonnie had anticipated that the graduation service should be drowsy or terrible. Rather, there was such a furious fervor about it. As though everybody was celebrating being alive-before it was past the point of no return. It transformed into raucousness as guardians flooded forward and the senior class of Robert E. Lee divided every which way, challenging and misbehaving. Bonnie recovered her top and afterward turned upward into her mom's camera focal point. Act ordinary, that is what's significant, she let herself know. She got a brief look at Elena's auntie Judith and Robert Maxwell, the man Aunt Judith had as of late wedded, remaining uninvolved. Robert was holding Elena's younger sibling, Margaret, by the hand. At the point when they saw her, they grinned courageously, however she felt awkward when they came her direction. â€Å"Oh, Miss Gilbert-I mean, Mrs. Maxwell-you shouldn't have,† she said as Aunt Judith gave her a little bundle of pink roses. Auntie Judith grinned through the tears in her eyes. â€Å"This would have been a unique day for Elena,† she said. â€Å"I need it to be unique for you and Meredith, too.† â€Å"Oh, Aunt Judith.† Impulsively, Bonnie tossed her arms around the more established lady. â€Å"I'm so sorry,† she murmured. â€Å"You know how much.† â€Å"We all miss her,† Aunt Judith said. At that point she pulled back and grinned again and them three remaining. Bonnie abandoned taking a gander at them with a sense of foreboding deep in her soul to take a gander at the frantically commending swarm. There was Ray Hernandez, the kid she'd gone to Homecoming with, welcoming everyone to a gathering at his home that night. There was Tyler's companion Dick Carter, making a numb-skull of himself of course. Tyler was grinning shamelessly as his dad took picture after picture. Matt was tuning in, with a disinterested look, to some football spotter from James Mason University. Meredith was standing close by, holding a bundle of red roses and looking meditative. Vickie wasn't there. Her folks had kept her home, saying she was in no state to go out. Caroline wasn't there either. She was remaining in the condo in Heron. Her mom had revealed to Bonnie's mom she had this season's flu virus, however Bonnie knew reality. Caroline was terrified. What's more, perhaps she's correct, Bonnie idea, advancing toward Meredith. Caroline might be the just one of us to endure one week from now. Look typical, act ordinary. She arrived at Meredith's gathering. Meredith was wrapping the red-and-dark decoration from her top around the bunch, contorting it between exquisite, apprehensive fingers. â€Å"Be cautious with that; you'll ruin it,† she said out loud. Meredith's look of keen despairing didn't change. She continued gazing at the decoration, crimping it up. â€Å"It doesn't appear fair,† she stated, â€Å"that we ought to get these and Elena shouldn't. It's wrong.† â€Å"I know; it's awful,† Bonnie said. Be that as it may, she kept her tone light. â€Å"I wish there was something we could do about it, yet we can't.† â€Å"It's all wrong,† Meredith went on, as though she hadn't heard. â€Å"Here we are out in the daylight, graduating, and there she is under that-stone.† â€Å"I know, I know,† Bonnie said in a relieving tone. â€Å"Meredith, you're getting yourself all agitated. Why make an effort not to consider something different? See, after you go out to supper with your folks, would you like to go to Raymond's gathering? Regardless of whether we're not welcomed, we can crash it.† â€Å"No!† Meredith said with frightening intensity. â€Å"I would prefer not to go to any gathering. How might you even think about that, Bonnie? How might you be so shallow?† â€Å"Well, we must accomplish something †¦Ã¢â‚¬  â€Å"I'll mention to you what I'm doing. I'm going up to the burial ground after supper. I'm going to put this on Elena's grave. She's the person who merits it.† Meredith's knuckles were white as she shook the decoration in her grasp. â€Å"Meredith, don't be a numbskull. You can't go up there, particularly around evening time. That is insane. Matt would state the equivalent thing.† â€Å"Well, I'm not asking Matt. I'm not asking anyone. I'm passing by myself.† â€Å"You can't. God, Meredith, I generally thought you had a few minds â€Å" â€Å"And I generally thought you had some affectability. Be that as it may, clearly you would prefer even not to consider Elena. Or on the other hand is it since you need her former beau for yourself?† Bonnie slapped her. It was a decent hard slap, with a lot of vitality behind it. Meredith attracted a sharp breath, one hand to her blushing cheek. Everybody around them was gazing. â€Å"That's it for you, Bonnie McCullough,† Meredith said after a second, in a voice of savage calm. â€Å"I never need to address you again.† She changed direction suddenly and left: â€Å"Never would be too early for me!† Bonnie yelled at her withdrawing back. Eyes were hurriedly turned away as Bonnie checked out her. In any case, there was no doubt that she and Meredith had been the focal point of consideration for a few minutes past. Bonnie piece within her cheek to keep a straight face and strolled over to Matt, who had lost the spotter. â€Å"Good.† â€Å"Do you think the slap was excessively? We didn't generally arrange for that; I was simply kind of going with the occasion. Perhaps it was too obvious†¦Ã¢â‚¬  â€Å"It was fine, just fine.† Matt was looking engrossed. Not unreasonably dull, unconcerned, turned-in look of the most recent couple of months, yet unmistakably disconnected. â€Å"What right? A major issue with the plan?† Bonnie said. â€Å"No, no. Tune in, Bonnie, I've been thinking. You were the one to find Mr. Leather treater's body in the Haunted House last Halloween, right?† Bonnie was alarmed. She gave an automatic shudder of dislike. â€Å"Well, I was the first to realize he was dead, extremely dead, rather than simply playing his scene. Why in the world would you like to discuss that now?† â€Å"Because possibly you can respond to this inquiry. Could Mr. Leather expert have a blade in Damon?† â€Å"What?† â€Å"Well, could he?† â€Å"I†¦Ã¢â‚¬  Bonnie flickered and scowled. At that point she shrugged. â€Å"I assume so. Sure. It was a Druid penance scene, recollect, and the blade we utilized was a genuine blade. We discussed utilizing a phony one, yet since Mr. Leather expert would have been lying in that spot close to it, we figured it was sheltered enough. As an issue of fact†¦Ã¢â‚¬  Bonnie's glare extended. â€Å"I think when I found the body, the blade was in a better place from where we'd set it to start with. Be that as it may, at that point, some child could have moved it. Matt, for what reason are you asking?† â€Å"Just something Damon said to me,† Matt stated, looking ahead into the separation once more. â€Å"I thought about whether it could be the truth.† â€Å"Oh.† Bonnie sat tight for him to state more, however he didn't. â€Å"Well,† she said at last, â€Å"if it's completely cleared up, would you be able to returned to Earth, if you don't mind Also, wouldn't you say you should perhaps put your arm around me? Just to show you're my ally and there's no possibility you're going to appear at Elena's grave today with Meredith?† Matt grunted, yet the faraway look vanished from his eyes. For only a short moment he put his arm around her and pressed. D..j. vu, Meredith thought as she remained at the entryway to the graveyard. The issue was, she was unable to recollect precisely which of her past encounters in the memorial park this night helped her to remember. There had been such a significant number of. As it were, it had all begun here. It had been here that Elena had sworn not to rest until Stefan had a place with her. She'd caused Bonnie and Meredith to promise to support her, as well - in blood. How reasonable, Meredith thought now. Furthermore, it had been here that Tyler had attacked Elena the evening of the Homecoming move. Stefan had acted the hero, and that had been the start for them. This memorial park had seen a great deal. This burial ground had been the start, and the end too. What's more, perhaps there would be another end today around evening time. Meredith began strolling. I wish you were here now, Alaric, she thought. I could utilize your good faith and your astute about the otherworldly and I wouldn't see any problems your muscles, either. Elena's tombstone was in the new burial ground, obviously, where the grass was as yet tended and the graves set apart with wreaths of blossoms. The stone was extremely straightforward, practically plain looking, with a short engraving. Meredith twisted down and set her bundle of roses before it. At that point, gradually, she included the red-and-dark tuft from her top. In this diminish light, the two hues appeared to be identical, as dried blood. She stooped and collapsed her hands unobtrusively. What's more, she paused. All around her the burial ground was still. It was by all accounts holding up with her, breath held in expectation. The columns of white stones extended on either side of her, sparkling faintly. Meredith tuned in for any stable. And afterward she heard one. Overwhelming strides. With her head down, she remained calm, imagining she didn't see anything. The strides sounded nearer, not in any event, trying to be subtle. â€Å"Hi, Meredith.† Meredith glanced around rapidly. â€Å"Oh-Tyler,† she said. â€Å"You frightened me. I thought you were-never mind.† â€Å"Yeah?† Tyler's lips cleaned in a disrupting smile. â€Å"Well, I'm sorry you're disillusioned. Be that as it may, it's me, just me and no one else.† â€Å"What would you say you are doing here, Tyler? No decent parties?† â€Å"I could ask you the equivalent question.† Tyler's eyes dropped to the tombstone and the tuft and his face obscured. â€Å"But I surmise I definitely know the appropriate response. You're here for her. Elena Gilbert, A Light in Darkness,† he read snidely. â€Å"That's righ